Gemotions

A wave of heat washed over Amelia, a prickling sensation that started at her scalp and traveled down her spine. Dr. Chen’s announcement felt like a punch to the gut, but also… something else. Something electric. Her breath hitched. Her hands trembled as she gripped the cold ceramic mug, the lukewarm coffee suddenly tasting like ash. The lecture hall blurred around her, the hushed murmurs of her classmates receding into white noise. An urge, fierce and untamed, seized her. She wanted to scream, to run, to dismantle the entire room and rebuild it in her own image.